Karma

Ok so the bus was awesome (only in the fact that I have stories to share:)) today!

Every now and again, the bus does something to me and I am convinced it knows that I talk shit about it in my blog.  I have been splashed and left at a bus stop.  Today, I got on and the wheelchair seat was up.  It took me about 6 tries to get this thing down even after using two hands.  I get it bus...you have to win sometimes.

I get on the bus and the familiar smell of stale booze is lingering in the air.  Usually, when this happens I can scan the bus and easily find the person whose pores the booze is seeping out of.  After a quick scan, I do not see anyone who fits the normal boozey-profile.  I then look and in the very front corner of the bus, there is a guy completely passed out with a suitcase at his feet.  I found the culprit!  I get my phone out to take a picture (always thinking of my readers) and the bus stops and everyone crowds the front.  The bus driver then starts yelling and shaking this guy to get up as this is his apparent stop.  Rip Van Winkle does not move.  I start freaking out.  I mean, I have prepared myself that I will probably see someone who has passed away on my bus, but I was not thinking it was going to be today!  The gal next to him starts shaking him too and he is still not moving.  Great...a dead body means the bus will not continue for a long while and it has just started raining.  The gal gets up and starts yelling and shaking him.  Thanks for helping chica, but step 1, pull up your pants...crack kills.  Finally, the guy moves to indicate he is alive.  Well, he opens his eyes and then closes them again.  I have watched enough Interventions in my day to know that coming off whatever substance he is on, is not fun.  The bus driver then starts to get pissed and threatens he is "going to call someone and have him reported."  Umm...what?!  Bus drivers can do that?!  The guy with the pee bag would have been number 1 on my list to report...who cares if RVW is taking a snooze!!  Clearly, this bus driver is a little to particular and not used to the folks on this bus route...I should have given him my blog address.

The guy finally decides to get moving and the pansy bus driver and the crack-girl have a conversation about how sad that is and some other crack.  Trust me you two, 1 week on this bus route and you wont think twice about someone passed out...you will just be happy they are quiet!

Then a guy and his girlfriend get on the bus and the dude is blatantly holding the tail end of a joint aka a roach (I told you, I watch a lot of Intervention:)).  I'm sorry dude, did the bus interrupt your session...good thing you are saving that for later.  Of course, the stoners took the bus two blocks...lazy asses!